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Chapter 1168

Chapter 1168

Immortal Tomb, the lair of the Taoist.

Unlike the Six Meridians which "occupy the mountain as king", the Nine Peaks tower into the clouds.

This "mansion" that once symbolized China's highest power is located in a sunken valley.

There are eleven palaces, all connected to each other.

Magnificent and majestic.

The last palace was built on the highest hillside.

Behind the hillside is a vast lake.

The lake is calm and calm, like a huge mirror.

Under the night sky, snowflakes are falling.

Before it fell into the water, it had already mysteriously disappeared.

A sloppy old man wearing a Taoist robe was walking by the lake, holding a hard sesame seed cake in his hand.

Cheeks fluttered, eyes wandered, and appeared absent-minded.

"Master, have you found the person you are looking for?"

The childish voice rang out in the lake, causing ripples to spread in all directions.

The next moment, a small boat appeared out of thin air.

The young man held a bamboo pen and walked quickly through the water.

He was dressed in white, handsome and handsome.

She has peach blossom eyes, charming ears, her eyes are as bright as stars, and there is a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Although he is only eleven or twelve years old, he gives people the illusion of being mature and stable.

When the sloppy old man saw his apprentice, he quickly swallowed the biscuits in his mouth and replied, "I see."

The young man came to the shore, inserted his pennies into the soft soil, clapped his hands casually and said, "It's been twenty days. I'm bored in every way, so I have to find you myself."

The old man pretended to be stupid and said blankly: "How long has it been?"

"I remember at most three or four days, definitely no more than a week."

"You must be impatient and don't want to practice properly, so you deliberately confused me with the time frame."

The young man choked on his words for a moment and was messy in the wind.

The old man shouted: "Let's go, it's time to go back to the fairy world."

The young man pointed to the palace a thousand meters away and whispered: "There was a blind man with a cane who came to the lake for a walk earlier. He was very smart and almost discovered my trace."

"Fortunately, you have the double formation, otherwise I would definitely be exposed."

The old man joked: "Are you scared?"

The young man raised his head stubbornly and said, "I'm not afraid. The ants in the small world will be crushed to death casually when I enter the true fairyland."

"Look, I am twelve years old and have an eleventh level of martial arts."

"Put it over here..."

Halfway through his words, he received a slap on the forehead.

The young man gritted his teeth in pain, curled up his neck and burst into tears.

The old man in Taoist robes sneered: "As a teacher, I will teach you how to practice, lead you to the beginning, and let you kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

"Three thousand small worlds, eight hundred medium worlds, and sixteen large worlds."

"When you were born, you were lucky in those eight hundred worlds."

"You don't take all the sentient beings in the small world seriously. On the other hand, people in the sixteen big worlds will treat you like nothing."

"Life needs to respect each other, even if he is just an ordinary mortal with no power to restrain a chicken."

The young man muttered: "That's not what you say in the fairy world."

The old man stopped and pretended not to know: "What do you say about the fairy world?"

The young man said confidently: "In the eyes of people in the immortal world, the people in the three thousand small worlds are nothing more than captive animals who are allowed to be slaughtered."

"Their existence is to provide us with endless energy of creation."


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